Ponto de Preto Velho - Meu Cativeiro
Eu choro meu cativeiro
Meu cativeiro, meu cativerá
Eu choro meu cativeiro
Meu cativeiro, meu cativerá
Eu choro meu cativeiro
Meu cativeiro, meu cativerá
Eu choro meu cativeiro
Meu cativeiro, meu cativerá
No tempo da escravidão
Preto Velho muito trabalhou
Mas não tinha o que pensar
Levava problemas para o senhor
Mas não tinha no que pensar
Levava problemas para o senhor
E quando chegava a tardinha
Preto Velho batia tambor
E quando chegava a tardinha
Preto Velho batia tambor
Depois ia para a senzala
Saravar Ogum, saravar pai Xangô
Depois ia para a senzala
Saravar Ogum, saravar pai Xangô
Eu choro meu cativeiro
Meu cativeiro, meu cativerá
Eu choro meu cativeiro
Meu cativeiro, meu cativerá
Eu choro meu cativeiro
Meu cativeiro, meu cativerá
Eu choro meu cativeiro
Meu cativeiro, meu cativerá
No tempo da escravidão
Preto Velho muito trabalhou
Mas não tinha no que pensar
Levava problemas para o senhor
Mas não tinha no que pensar
Levava problemas para o senhor
E quando chegava a tardinha
Preto Velho batia tambor
E quando chegava a tardinha
Preto Velho batia tambor
Depois ia para a senzala
Saravar Ogum, saravar pai Xangô
Depois ia para a senzala
Saravar Ogum, saravar pai Xangô
(Adorei minhas santas almas)
Point of Black Old Man - My Captivity
I cry my captivity
My captivity, my captivation
I cry my captivity
My captivity, my captivation
I cry my captivity
My captivity, my captivation
I cry my captivity
My captivity, my captivation
In the time of slavery
Black Old Man worked a lot
But had nothing to think about
Carried problems to the master
But had nothing to think about
Carried problems to the master
And when the evening came
Black Old Man played the drum
And when the evening came
Black Old Man played the drum
Then he went to the slave quarters
Salute Ogum, salute father Xangô
Then he went to the slave quarters
Salute Ogum, salute father Xangô
I cry my captivity
My captivity, my captivation
I cry my captivity
My captivity, my captivation
I cry my captivity
My captivity, my captivation
I cry my captivity
My captivity, my captivation
In the time of slavery
Black Old Man worked a lot
But had nothing to think about
Carried problems to the master
But had nothing to think about
Carried problems to the master
And when the evening came
Black Old Man played the drum
And when the evening came
Black Old Man played the drum
Then he went to the slave quarters
Salute Ogum, salute father Xangô
Then he went to the slave quarters
Salute Ogum, salute father Xangô
(Loved my holy souls)